Delivery Style: setup-punchline

Setup-punchline joke delivery styles, punchline pacing, and comedy formats for people with specific chaos preferences from Chaotic Meh — organized so the algorithm can pretend this place has adult supervision.

  • Do You Have Any Grapes

    A duck walks into a bar, and he asks the bartender, “Do you have any grapes?” And the bartender replies, “No,” so the duck leaves.

    The next day the duck comes back into the bar and asks again, “Do you have any grapes?” So the bartender says, “No, this is a bar,” and the duck leaves.

    So the next day the duck comes back to the bar and asks, “Do you have any grapes?” And the bartender says, “Look, you stupid duck, this is a bar. We sell alcohol. No produce, no fruit, and no grapes. If you come back in here again and ask for grapes, I will nail your little webbed feet to the floor. Got it?”

    So the duck leaves. The next day the duck comes back into the bar and asks, “Do you have any nails?” And the bartender says, “No.” And then the duck says, “Great, so do you have any grapes?”

  • Onions Was Such a Good Dog

    One day when I was young I walked into the kitchen and saw my dad cutting up onions, and just everything came over me I broke down crying. Onions was such a good dog.

  • More Interested in the Hereafter

    As I grow older I find I am more interested in the hereafter.

    I’ll be standing in the kitchen going “now, what did I come in here after?”

  • You Can Unscrew a Lightbulb

    What’s the difference between a lightbulb and a pregnant woman?

    You can unscrew a lightbulb.

  • Cracks Started to Appear

    My wife denied she was a lesbian but it wasn’t long before cracks started to appear in our marriage.

  • Why Is the Bible Like a Penis

    Why is the Bible like a penis?

    You get it forced down your throat by a priest.

  • The Worst Thing About Being an Atheist

    What’s the worst thing about being an atheist?

    You have nobody to talk to when you’re having an orgasm.

  • I’m Dreading It

    I’m not a hairdresser, but a friend of mine asked me to do their hair like a Rastafarian.

    I’m dreading it.